[Comprehensive] Those years when I memorized the Analects of Confucius

Originally established and Daosheng.

Pretending not to hear the last sentence, Kong Yun picked up a bag of ingredients that had been temporarily put down: "I am Yun-Kong, you can just call me Kong."

"Hello, Kong, I'm Hengis, I'm so glad to meet you." The young man said cheerfully, and I have to say that he looked much more energetic at the moment: "I was originally in Woodcroft Living there, you know, wizards don't have a good time in Muggle society, and I was targeted by the prosecutors there, and I was expelled by them..."

When he said this, his expression was a little sluggish: "I came here later - I heard that someone was going to build a school specially for wizards to teach wizards magic and knowledge, so I came here to try my luck ...wish I had the chance to study at wizarding school..."

Kong Yun nodded: "Then I wish you good luck, Hengis."

He didn't tell the other party about Hogwarts - after all, so far, he is not sure what the requirements of the four Hogwarts founders are for students. Regarding this issue, even Helga and the others , has not been completely resolved.

According to Helga, they originally planned to list the names of the young wizards who were suitable for entering Hogwarts, and send them admission letters one by one according to the order on the list. Derek and Salazar's dispute in this regard has led to the final list has not been determined.

In the end, it was Rowena's suggestion to spread the news of the establishment of Hogwarts directly in the wizarding world, and then select the students they fancy among the interested young wizards.

Because of this, Kong Yun couldn't tell the other party the selection criteria of the four wizards.A thousand years later is a thousand years later, and now is now. Obviously, the standards of the two cannot be compared.

Considering this factor, he didn't tell the other party anything about Hogwarts, but just mentioned a few words about the time, for example, the official enrollment date will start in a week, during this period, it is best to Don't go too far elsewhere in case you miss out, or miss the first Hogwarts admissions.

Kong Yun didn't stay outside for too long.

The ingredients had been bought, and Helga's mission was basically completed. After bidding farewell to Hengis, he returned to Hogwarts Castle.Holding a large pile of ingredients in his arms, Kong Yun was thinking about how to fulfill his professor's next request, when suddenly on the road leading to the underground kitchen, he bumped into Godric who also came out of the basement.

The latter was very happy about this coincidence, because he obviously saw Professor Gryffindor's eyes light up, and then said loudly: "It's just in time, Mr. Kong, I have something to ask for your help..."

Again.

Kong Yun sighed inwardly.

Probably because the current Hogwarts is too short of manpower. Since they returned to Hogwarts, several Hogwarts professors have asked him for help. Professor Te is the Professor Gryffindor in front of you.

"I'd be happy to help you, Professor Gryffindor." Kong Yun said, taking a step back calmly: "But I have promised Professor Hufflepuff to teach house-elf food spells with her." gone."

To be honest, Kong Yun was not reluctant to the professors' requests. These requests seemed troublesome, but in fact they were of great benefit to him. What made him feel a little helpless was——

"Being preempted by Helga again?" Godric sighed in disappointment, his tone full of loss and regret: "I'm starting to wonder now, is there something wrong with the Sorting Hat after a thousand years—you obviously both Not cowardly, nor lacking in chivalry, why not a student of Gryffindor?"

Kong Yun had no choice but to say nothing.

Just a week ago, Professor Ravenclaw and Professor Slytherin said similar words to him. The regret of the former is understandable, but Slytherin... er, what must be said, in fact, Kong Yun himself I don't quite understand how I look like Slytherin.

It is of course an honor to be appreciated by the four great wizards, but I don't know if it is his illusion, he always has a subtle feeling that he is actually a "toy" being scrambled for.

It was nearly noon when Kong Yun and Helga came out of the kitchen in the basement after teaching all the house-elves in Hogwarts all the food spells.After rejecting Professor Hufflepuff's invitation to have lunch, Kong Yun left the kitchen with the lemon cake 2.0 he just made.

As for why Lemon Cake 2.0…

Kong Yun lowered his head and looked at the delicate lemon cake in his hand, which was actually slightly burnt on the edges, feeling very worried.

Failed again.

Although Professor Hufflepuff told him repeatedly that he could make such a cake for the first time, it was quite good, and the house elf also insisted that the cake he made tasted very good, but Kong Yun couldn't face his own works, and the works of house-elves to deceive themselves.

Holding the thought of who would go to hell if I don't go to hell, Kong Yun took a bite of the lemon cake in his hand. The taste was indeed not bad. Although the edges were slightly burnt, the overall softness of the cake and the sweet and sour taste of the lemon were passable. , but no matter how you look at it, it is far from the finished product of Helga and the elves.

Kong Yun even wondered if wizards from thousands of years ago had a problem with their sense of taste...

He decided to find a competent referee.

Accompanied by a black light overflowing from the wand, a sharp tingling pain suddenly spread from the palm of his hand to the depths of his brain. The pain was so intense that Draco had to temporarily stop his hands to wait The painful feeling slowly disappeared.The hand holding the wand didn't tremble or come out at all, but unconsciously clenched it even tighter.

really.

Without someone's special guidance, it is not an easy and safe thing to simply learn some magic through books-especially some extremely offensive magic.

If it weren't for the fact that he removed his magic power at a critical moment, the damage to himself caused by the backlash of magic power would only be more serious.

Realizing this, the face of the junior Slytherin did not change at all.Even the great pain of the magical backlash that this body felt just now did not shake his decision in the slightest, but before the next attempt, he became more careful and cautious.

wrong.

Still not right.

The proficiency and accuracy of magic did not improve due to multiple attempts. On the contrary, due to multiple mistakes, the pain caused by the magic backlash became more intense and unbearable.Draco exhaled, transferred his wand to his left hand, and his eyes fell on his free right hand, which was still in pain, and the light in his calm eyes became darker and darker.

Unlike Hogwarts a thousand years later, the quality of books in the Hogwarts library at this time is much higher than that a thousand years later.Not to mention, the many spells that were gradually lost in the later generations were enough to benefit him a lot, not to mention the unprecedented prosperity of black magic caused by the poor living environment of wizards .

For Draco, this is the best opportunity.

There is no need to slowly learn some meaningless courses like Hogwarts a thousand years ago, and there is no need to spend time on some time-wasting entertainment activities in order to pretend.He can do whatever he wants, and focus on learning advanced magic——

Instead of playing house at school like a normal second grader.

The junior Slytherin put down his wand, his face was still as calm as water, but his heart became uncontrollably irritable.

Just staying here for one month, the actual benefits brought to him are almost equivalent to more than one year in the past, and in this short month, he even mastered several magics that have been lost in later generations, But compared to his plan and all the goals that need to be learned, this speed and progress are still too slow...

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a clear knock on the door at this moment.

Draco thought it was Salazar, and only Dean Slytherin would come to the cellar on weekdays.But the scene at the moment seemed to be beyond his expectation - the door opened in response to the sound, and what he saw was a familiar smiling face, and the young man greeted with a smile: "Good afternoon, Draco."

The junior Slytherin was slightly taken aback, and said uncomfortably: "How did you get in?" If he remembered correctly, this should be the Slytherin dormitory, right?

"I asked Professor Slytherin what the password is for the cellar, and he told me, so I came in." Kong Yun said casually, as if he didn't think there was any problem with this matter at all: "Speaking of it, Draco, you What have you been up to recently? Why haven't I seen you much these days?"

As he spoke, his eyes gradually focused on his friend's slightly pale face, which made him frown slightly: "...you seem to be in a bad state, what happened?"

Draco turned his head slightly and looked away: "Nothing."

"With all due respect, you look like a ghost now. Anyone here is more energetic than you look—even if you are studying, there is no need to ignore your body like this, right?"

The junior Slytherin lowered his dark eyes.

He didn't need to deliberately turn his head, he could imagine the caring expression on the other person's face at the moment, and the sincere emotion in the eyes. He understood the other party's sincere concern, but he became more irritable because of some anxiety in his heart——

"I said, nothing happened."

As soon as these words came out, even Draco was stunned by the indifference and impatience in his tone. Of course, there was no reason why the other party couldn't hear it. The atmosphere that was lively a second ago suddenly froze.

There is a sound of the needle falling.

Draco moved his lips, but didn't know what to say.

These days, they are all busy with their respective affairs, except for the occasional meeting in the corridor, they hardly see each other.Kong Yun might not know what he was doing, but that didn't mean he didn't know anything about the other party either.

Maybe it was studying food spells with Helga in the kitchen; maybe it was entrusted by Rowena to restore some damaged rare books; or helping Godric take care of some little wizards who were thrown over in advance...

Most of the time, there is always a soft smile in the eyes of the black-haired Hufflepuff. He will always treat everyone and everything around him sincerely and gently, from professors to passers-by, from important restored books, Go and play some childish games with the brat that Godric threw over.

But the more this is the case, the more he will feel the... huge gap between the two of them.